She had perfect hair, and that’s saying something. It was medium length, mostly medium brown, with highlights of grey-black and ginger and even some light…light that could have been blond or could have been white. And, soft? It had the most flawless texture—hard to imagine hair so soft.
Her eyes? The most beautiful eyes, almond-shaped and a shade of green like the colour of emeralds that sparkled in the right light. Her eyeliner, a think black rim around the top and the bottom, was perfection.
Her feet were tiny by anyone’s standards and her nails were most always clean, neat and dainty.
Until she dug them into your knee or the leather couch.